Poor little homeless, Mr. Huo took her home and loved her

In front of another tombstone.

Grandma Fu was also in a heavy mood.

For her, the most painful and helpless thing is to see a loved one die.

She glanced at the man standing next to her and said in a deep voice, "Hechuan, your parents had high hopes for you since you were young, but they suffered an accident. Grandma raised you with great pain. Now you are grandma's only hope. You are not allowed to let me down."

Fu Hechuan responded.

"Don't resent me for being strict with you. If I don't do this, how can I be worthy of your parents and the hard work your grandfather left behind? The Fu family was built by the hard work of several generations."

Fu Hechuan stared at the tombstone, his expression as gloomy as the weather.

Suddenly, a bodyguard came to Grandma Fu and said something in her ear.

Grandma Fu's eyes suddenly turned fierce.

Fu Hechuan saw this from the side and frowned slightly.

Then, I heard Grandma Fu's resentful voice: "She dares to come here under my nose, let her come over."

Fu Hechuan sensed something was wrong, and sure enough, not long after, he saw two bodyguards dragging Ruan Huan towards him.

The woman's graceful figure was wrapped in the black skirt, her pale face was filled with panic, like a frightened rabbit that had entered an illegal place.

Fu Hechuan narrowed his eyes.

He knew that this woman would not be so obedient.

When Ruan Huan was brought here by force, he was very nervous.

As she got closer, she immediately noticed the man standing next to Grandma Fu. He was wearing a black coat with a black shirt underneath. He had fair skin and a cold face, especially his eyes, which were completely cold.

Even standing in front of him, it seemed as if there was a long distance between us.

Grandma Fu was already in a very low mood today. When she saw Ruan Huan appear in front of her, her emotions became even more out of control. She thought of the accident that Ruan Huan caused last time, which forced the marriage to be cancelled.

She looked at Ruan Huan coldly: "We met again."

Ruan Huan glanced at Grandma Fu's expression, then looked away, trying to control his embarrassment.

Grandma Fu said coldly, pointing at the tombstone in front of her, and said simply: "Kneel down."

Ruan Huan took a look and realized that it was the tombstone of Fu Hechuan's parents, and his heart tightened again.

Today was also a difficult day for Fu Hechuan.

I know what Grandma Fu means. In fact, she doesn't need to tell me. Whenever she comes here, she will go to the tombstone of Fu Hechuan's parents to take a look.

Driven by her sense of morality, she still felt a little guilty.

She knelt in front of the tombstone, her heart full of piety.

Not only for her, but also for her parents.

Grandma Fu saw her do as she was told, but she was not relieved. "If I hadn't allowed you, you wouldn't even be qualified to kneel here. Do you know how I have been through all these years? I have relied on this breath in my heart to hold on until now!"

Ruan Huan lowered her head, bit her lip, tears in her eyes.

She knew that when people were desperate and heartbroken, they had to rely on their last breath to survive.

This tone can be hatred or love.

In other words, it can be collectively referred to as obsession.

When you let go of your obsession, perhaps it is time to leave.

Grandma Fu: "You must kneel here today and you can't leave until tomorrow morning. You must atone for the mistakes your parents made!"

At this time, Fu Hechuan on the side spoke.

"grandmother……"

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Grandma Fu.

"Are you distressed?"

Fu Hechuan's palms gradually closed.

Without waiting for his response, Grandma Fu reminded him coldly, "Don't forget, your parents' tombstones are still here. What's wrong with me asking her to kneel down and atone for her sins? Do you want Grandma to die of anger here?"

Fu Hechuan pursed his lips and clenched his fists.

He stared fixedly at the thin woman kneeling in front of the tombstone, his expression gloomy.

After Grandma Fu finished her instructions, she suddenly noticed the emerald necklace on Ruan Huan's neck. The style looked very familiar, and her eyes narrowed.

He quickly reached out and pulled off Ruan Huan's necklace.

"You don't deserve it!"

Ruan Huan panicked: "This is my necklace, give it back to me."

She didn't dare say it was her mother's favorite style, for fear that it would anger Grandma Fu even more.

Although she didn't say it, she felt that Grandma Fu should know.

No matter how she struggled, Grandma Fu seemed not to hear her and her attitude remained unchanged.

After giving a few instructions to the bodyguards behind her, Grandma Fu looked at Fu Hechuan and said, "Let's go."

Seeing that Fu Hechuan was standing there with no intention of leaving, Grandma Fu spoke harshly and urged him a few more times.

Ruan Huan knelt on the spot, trying hard to hold back her tears.

She looked at Fu Hechuan with pleading eyes, hoping that Fu Hechuan could help her get back the necklace that Grandma Fu had taken away from her, and hoping that Fu Hechuan could stay.

Unfortunately, what I saw was Fu Hechuan's back as he left.

At that moment, the thoughts in her heart were shattered.

The only person left was the bodyguard standing behind her to watch over her.

Ruan Huan couldn't hold back any longer, tears flowed down her face, blurring her vision. She kept wiping them away.

The sky was incredibly dark and she knelt there helplessly, unable to feel even the cold wind.

Compared with the heartache, these are nothing.

The bodyguard behind her looked at Ruan Huan with mixed feelings. A little girl had to kneel here all night, and it was cold, so her body would not be able to bear it sooner or later.

Even so, it was the old lady's order after all, so they could only follow it.

at the same time.

Fu Hechuan followed Grandma Fu outside with an expressionless face.

Grandma Fu: "I asked her to kneel there for your parents. I believe your parents would be comforted if they saw it."

After hearing this, Fu Hechuan's face turned gloomy.

Grandma Fu's eyes suddenly turned fierce: "Don't think about love affairs. Even if you want to, it can't be with her. She doesn't deserve it."

In Grandma Fu’s opinion, love has never been important.

She and Fu Hechuan's grandfather were together through a marriage of convenience, and they didn't have much affection for each other. Later, her husband died early, and their feelings for each other were even less.

It is because you have never experienced love that you don’t know how precious it is.

At this time, Ruan Huan was still kneeling in the same place.

Her mind is now in a blank state, because too many things have been crammed into her in an instant, and her brain is unwilling to think.

Her eyes were dull as she looked at the tombstone.

She never complained while kneeling here.

She always thought that she could do more, so that she could make up for the grievances of the previous generation, let Grandma Fu let go of her obsession, and even fantasized that this would ease the relationship between her and Fu Hechuan.

But, in the end, she was too naive.

Fu Hechuan left with Grandma Fu, his attitude was obvious.

She shouldn't have these unnecessary fantasies.

After an unknown amount of time, her knees became numb from kneeling and her body felt a little weak.

Exhausted and dizzy, her body began to sway a few times and she almost fell down.